This just in, PeeDee3, episode 2 has just gone out. But how? I mean the last we saw the bug was as dead as a doorknob. Of course you’ll have to read the story and find out, just don’t expect some brilliant twist of plot here—I’ve merely applied a liberal dose of my favorite substance, plotonium.
So why the crude use of plot devise? Simple, I never intended for the intergalactic, insectiod assassin to go beyond one story. OK, I’ve been promising the origin story so here goes…back in 2007, my writing mentor (yes, I do in fact have a mentor…I’m not her fault, really), the award winning and super-talented author, PD Cacek, gave all of us in her writing workshop, the Barkhouse Writers Society, an assignment. We were to roll a pair of ‘writing dice’ that she had made for me, dice that would turn up a main character and plot that we were to compose a short story from. Mine was, an alien wakes up dead.
Two things you need to know. The first is that Mrs. Cacek (Trish to her friends) is well know for killing people she’s peeved at in her stories in the most appropriate way she can think of (her short story, The Storm, published in a collection titled, Essential Creatures, features a kindly, handsome fellow named Mr. Thompson who is torn asunder by a sentient storm…nice). The second is that at the time of receiving the assignment I was deep in the process of rewriting StrangetaleS into its current incarnation, Strange Craft (soon to be published) and I was having anything but an easy time of it. Needless to say I wasn’t happy about the extra work.
So I’m driving home from our workshop, begrudging both the assignment and the assigner, and this sentence popped into my head, Until my upper right arm fell off, I had no idea I was dead. Wah-la, PeeDee3 was born (get it? PeeDee3, the Kacekan? If you don’t re-read this from the beginning; if you still don’t get it you just might be a Sharkrapod).
So the plan was rush home, write the story, and exact my revenge PD Cacek-style and that would be that; only it wasn’t.
Everyone loved to hate PeeDee3, and the more I wrote, the more folks wanted (quiet down there you in the back). So the bug is back by popular demand. Mind you not that I mind. All the hard work aside, these stories are a blast to write, this is a fun world to play in.
So come on in and enjoy the ride, I’ll save you a super-deluxe seat on the next WormholeWays bus out’a here.
PeeDee3, Intergalactic, Insectiod Assassin in: In Sheep’s Clothing, get it HERE.
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